Snow Maidens

by angeliska on December 9, 2008


Snow Queen – from a performance I did at the very last
Cabaret Revoltaire in New Orleans.

Today in Texas there was a record high of 80 degrees.
It was too hot for the sweater and scarf I’d worn this morn,
muggy and grey and slightly sticky- and now…
It is snowing! It really and truly is!
This is amazing to me, as I have only seen snow
a few times in my life- and even though it’s not
sticking really, and won’t last long..
It’s fricking snowing in Texas, y’all!
I couldn’t get any decent pictures
of it- so in lieu of photographic evidence,
here are some snow maidens and
one of my favorite stories..

THE SNOW CHILD -by Angela Carter
Midwinter – invincible, immaculate. The Count and his wife go riding,
he on a grey mare and she on a black one, she wrapped
in the glittering pelts of black foxes; and she wore high, black,
shining boots with scarlet heels and spurs. Fresh snow fell on snow already fallen;
when it ceased, the whole world was white. ‘I wish I had a girl as white as snow,’
says the Count. They ride on. They come to a hole in the snow; this hole is filled with blood.
He says: ‘I wish I had a girl as red as blood’ So they ride on again; here is a raven,
perched on a bare bough. ‘I wish I had a girl as black as that bird’s feather.’
As soon as he had completed her description, there she stood, beside the road,
white skin, red mouth, black hair and stark naked; she was the child of his desire
and the Countess hated her. The Count lifted her up and sat her in front of him
on his saddle but the Countess had only one thought: how shall I be rid of her?
The Countess dropped her glove in the snow and told the girl to get down
to look for it; she meant to gallop off and leave her there but the Count said:
‘I’ll buy you new gloves.’
At that, the furs sprang off the Countess’s shoulders and twined round the naked girl.
Then the Countess threw her diamond brooch through the ice of a frozen pond:
‘Dive in and fetch it for me,’ she said; she thought the girl would drown.
But the Count said: ‘Is she a fish to swim in such cold weather?’
Then her boots leapt off the Countess’s feet and on to the girl’s legs.
Now the Countess was bare as a bone and the girl furred and booted;
the Count felt sorry for his wife. They came to a bush of roses, all in flower.
‘Pick me one,’ said the Countess to the girl. ‘I can’t deny you that,’ said the Count.
So the girl picks a rose; pricks her finger on the thorn; bleeds; screams; falls.
Weeping, the Count got off his horse, unfastened his breeches
and thrust his virile member into the dead girl.
The Countess reined in her stamping mare
and watched him narrowly; he was soon finished.
Then the girl began to melt. Soon there was nothing left of her
but a feather a bird night have dropped; a bloodstain,
like the trace of a fox’s kill on the snow;
and the rose she had pulled off the bush.
Now the Countess had all her clothes on again.
With her long hand, she stroked her furs.
The Count picked up the rose,
bowed and handed it to his wife;
when she touched it, she dropped it.
‘It bites!’ she said.

Here also for your entertainment is a gem
of Russian animation from 1952:
The Snow Maiden (Снегурочка)

9 comments

Oh, you are MY favorite snow maiden. What an amazing photo….!
What a chilling story. OH, to see the vision of the girl in the snow seen from the back of a horse.

by Lara on December 10, 2008 at 12:01 am. Reply #

You are breathtaking! Thank you for the story, love!

by Shien on December 10, 2008 at 2:37 am. Reply #

My dearest!!!
I remember that Snow Queen photo. It’s makes me miss you ever so! A visit is in the making dearie.
The weather reports show that it could snow here, tonight, too!!!
Miss you, kiss you.
xoxo.

by Chad on December 10, 2008 at 11:23 am. Reply #

Dear,
I am going to drink some cherry rum cordial and play some ukulele. You are my neighbor. Shall you partake?
S.

by La Sienita on December 10, 2008 at 7:29 pm. Reply #

You do indeed make a very noble Snow Queen, fabulous photo!
So glad you got to enjoy a bit of snow. I still think of your amazing ice storm photos.

by Sue on December 10, 2008 at 9:09 pm. Reply #

reminds me of this snow queen: http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n1/n9924.jpg
but i think yours is even more astonishingly lovely 🙂
thank for posting the carter piece! i hadn’t reasd it before.

by roxi on December 12, 2008 at 2:33 am. Reply #

Hey,
I’m from Texas, too! It was 80 degrees then it snowed. I was happy but not. I don’t like the cold. I’m from Texas! 🙂

by Amber on December 13, 2008 at 5:56 pm. Reply #

.that image of you reminds me of tilda swinton in orlando…which means i am complimenting you.
.who is the artist of the image with the two bunnies?

by VJESCI on December 18, 2008 at 5:54 am. Reply #

ROXI: Oh man, I love that trilogy- have you read them? The cover illustrations were amazing- I forget the name of the artist, but I love their work. Thank you for the sweet words, lovely lady!
VJESCI:
Orlando is my most favorite film, and think Tilda Swinton is the most beautiful woman in the world- so that is a very high compliment indeed! Although, I did not completely approve of her costume as the Snow Witch in the Narnia film. Thank you!
The image of Snegurochka (the Snow Maiden) is a Russian lacquered plate, and you see it reproduced on little boxes and all sorts of things- so it’s an old and famous image, originally created by someone long ago, a mystery to me!

by Angeliska on December 18, 2008 at 8:46 am. Reply #

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